I’ll get cold, I’ll start to freeze
my body will break apart starting with my knees,
your hands have left a white imprint
and ever so purple have become my lips.
you’ll brush along side me, you’ll catch my breeze
you won’t want me near you, for the cold is uncomfortable, unpleasant indeed.

But one will be my radiator,
one touch by the hand and I’ll begin to warm
you won’t push me away for the cold you’ll ignore
you'll let me take comfort you'll let me enjoy
and when your warmth begins to over power and my body begins to thaw
I’ll be soft and touchable once again until is time for you to move on, and the warmth will stay in the smallest place helping me to carry on